"Hey, stop him! You can't let them inside!"
Each of the watercolors gathered in the Black Dragon Chae roared. However, no matter how much he shouted and how hard he tried, his life didn't work.
The completely frightened men were busy turning their heads around in confusion. He is trying to get away from the ship of Namgung Sega, which is approaching rapidly.
"You f*cking bastards! Can't you hear me?"
If this was land, I would break the neck of those who ran and tried to turn the ship, but unfortunately, it was on the Janggang River. No matter how talented he is, he can't run to another ship on the water, even in this mess?
"Come back now, you bastards!"
Chae-ju of Wagonchae, who used evil, changed her teeth with a red face.
"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!
His ship is still under his control. The men clung to the railing and fired harpoones.
Bullfight! Bullfight! Bullfighting!
Large steel harpooners, the size of human bodies, flew fiercely after Namgung Sega's ship. But not a single one could reach the ship.
The warriors of the Namgung Sega, who were escorting the ship, jumped out of the water and cut off the harpoon, and those on the ship were swinging swords neatly to completely bounce off the harpoon.
It was unrealistic to see harpoons flying in a formidable manner hit by that thin, thin sword and thrown away.
"Oh, no! No! Chae-ju! The harpoon doesn't work and the people approaching the water are drifting! There's no way!"
Chae-ju's eyes, which had her teeth grated, were bloodshot.
"If you join the ships that are running away scared, you can't stop them all no matter how great they are! If we take the lead and bravely rush, the other ships will change their minds!"
"Ha, but Chae-ju! Bo, you saw it! I just……."
"Shut up! No matter how tough they are, we're going to have to go to Janggangsu! You want me to be scared of the political factions on this long river and get out of here!"
"If the harpoon doesn't work, you can attach the boat. I'm gonna punch a hole in their stomach! No matter how great they are, they are not skilled! It's not a big deal if you don't have a ship!"
"Chae, Chaeju……I'll think about it again.….”
Wagonchae's Chaeju pulled out a large Amija.
"Hey, you need a harpoon in your mouth to listen to me. Can't you turn the tables now?"
"Oh, I see!"
Su-ha moved in a hurry. Chae-ju's face was distorted violently.
'These are not loyal.'
In fact, the men downstairs should just run away. But he is not allowed to flee.
It is acceptable to throw away the watercolour and come to the Black Dragon Colour somehow. Because the situation wasn't that good. However, it is unforgivable that he abandoned the Black Dragonfly and ran away.
The Black Dragon will never let me live!’
Even considering the persistence of King Heukryong, nowhere in the world can be safe.
"It's the same as death or death! Row the oars! It hits from the side!"
In any case, the numbers were the same as this is how they were the same thing happened. If you refuse to do so now, the Amija of Chaeju will penetrate their hearts.
Those who clenched it turned the rudder and rowed. The boat cut through the current and Namgoongse quickly rushed toward the side."Take it!"
It was just at the time when the enraged enemies roared.
Oh, my god!
A white sword shot from the boat of Namgung Sega, the most leading ship, and was trapped in their boat.
Chae-ju opened her eyes wide.
Due to the nature of the watercraft, which ships have a lot of work to run into, they are made of twice as hard as ordinary wood. But that sword cut the wood like tofu.
The deck split half as long. As I saw the black hole, I was sweating down my spine.
But that wasn't the end.
White swords poured down one after another. Those standing on the side of the railing swung swords at them with expressionless faces, and every time the sword was swung, a half-moon-shaped sword flew fiercely.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The watercraft quickly lost its momentum and became a mop.
"Hey, what the hell is this!"
Chae-ju almost screamed.
He will, too, the sword is not something that anyone can pull out. In particular, those who fly this long distance and use enough swords to cut this solid ship are said to be the best masters.
But how many high-altitude masters are on that ship, can this happen?
Chae-ju's face quickly turned white.
You're saying this was this bad?’
I knew it only by looking at it.
The old file room and Oh Dae-se. Those who are so familiar, so well known as the strong.
But that's why it was rather underrated.
Only now did he see with his eyes why they had been able to dominate the strong over the years.
"Belly, the ship is sinking! Escape!"
"It's already wet...….”
But before the horse was finished, a white sword cut off the enemy's throat. Red blood spouted over the deck. At the same time, the boat, which had barely endured with one side covered in a mop, tilted. Blue water filled the deck at a tremendous rate.
"Those monstrous bastards...….”
Chae-ju looked at the boat of Namgung Se-ga with devastated eyes.
More humiliating than this defeat, Namgung's ship was no longer paying attention to them. The ships of the Southern Palace were entering the valley, leaving them alone along the leading ship.
"Throw your ship away and jump into the water right now! I'm joining the ship behind me!"
Chaeju of Wagonchae, who gave the order, suddenly looked down at her hand.
It was shaking badly enough to look pitiful.
No matter how ferocious and vicious the snakefish is. However, it is only one meal where the tiger and the dragon go wild. Realizing his limitations desperately, he closed his eyes tightly and turned away.
Bop Kye spoke up.
His eyes were fixed on the belly of the leading Namgung Sega.
King's sword, Namgang Wang. I thought you'd built up your strength.….’
Of course, at best, it's just dealing with the little ones. However, just by looking at it, Namgung Sega clearly showed their power.
As Namgung Sega is showing now, the place where the Munpa had to show off its power is Shaolin. However, due to the check between shaman and Cheongseong, Namgung is only watching him enhance his reputation.'How can you be so greedy?'
It is to defeat the evil enemy of Zhang Gang, but to seek the safety of my own clique.
Now, I can clearly understand the repeated requests of the head of the department that he should not be presidential candidate for the election.
"Speed up! The distance must not be widened!"
"But the elder. Shouldn't we keep a proper distance? If the back is surrounded...….”
Bop Kye frowned.
"It's not all surrounding to block the back, is it? No matter how surrounded they are, can they stop us?"
Hye-jin couldn't answer quickly and mumbled.
Under military law, the retreat must be secured under any circumstances. But now this is not the wrong word. That Namgoong Sega cut through at once. There's no way Shaolin can't break through that path, right?
This is not just about building pride. That's how it. It is true that Namgung Sega showed a great appearance, but this is Shaolin, not anywhere else.
"The rest of us in the back need to secure a way out.….”
Then Bop Kye stopped talking and shut up.
Ships of shamanism, who were advancing alongside them, were rapidly moving forward, speeding up the moment. I think they've already paid the bill.
"Oh, my God!"
Bop Kye's voice got louder.
"Cheongseong will take care of the back! Hurry up! Don't fall behind Danbo!
When the name Shudang came out, Hyejin also hardened her complexion.
It was inevitable that Namgung Sega was given the lead. But no matter what happens, that shaman can't take the ball away.
Wouldn't you rather have Namgung Sega monopolize the ball?
Bop Kye's face is distorted.
They were just a little quick to judge. But thanks to that, the shaman's ships are already ahead of them by more than a dozen shots.
"If you had come, I would have tolerated your actions, but I would never sit idle!’
Bop Kye, who clenched her fist lightly, clenched her teeth.
A shaman's boat, which came close to the rear of the boat of Namgung Sega in the lead, followed. Then the ships of Shaolin and Cheongseong increased their speed.
It would have been spectacular if the scene of the urgent change of the camp had been made in perfect order, but it was more of a confusion than grandeur.
It did not seem worthy of the reputation of Gu File Room and Oh Dae-se.
Hwasan's disciples, who were watching from behind, were silent for a moment, as if they were speechless.
Baek Cheon wondered the whole time and asked.
"…It was definitely a great sight for the men to step down to the power of Namgung Sega. But if we end up doing that, all the enemies on the river will run away."
"Then the number of numbers won't be reduced. Wouldn't it be better to have two clans left to sort out those numbers? It will be enough to fight with the Black Dragon Salad.”
"There you go, there you go."
"But what's wrong with them?"
"Who's gonna stay and take care of it?"
"Anyone is fine. It's numerical, and they're old file rooms."
"How can you get a reputation for catching and disposing of little birds?”
"We've come a long way, but no one wants to hand over the greatest contribution. Regardless of whether there are numbers left in the Janggang River or not, they just have to cut off King Heukryong's neck. Or destroy the Black Dragonfly."Baek Cheon hardens his complexion.
"You're saying you're here to help the people of both countries, and you're only after all.
"Look, this is the old file room, this is the habit of the five generations. If only one of the gatekeepers had come here, they would have cleaned up all the enemies up there, prepared themselves, and gone inside.”
"But the moment more than one clique gathers in one place. I don't care about the plan. They're not giving in."
Chung-Myung twisted the corners of his mouth.
It's a sight that I've seen tirelessly.
But I can't say that's wrong.’
Being fed up with that crap, he and Hawsan fought against the devil without discussing gain and fame. What was the price?
If Chung-Myung hadn't returned, Hwasan would have been crushed to death by debt, and they would still be making a name for themselves in the world, monopolizing all the credit and gain.
You fight even if no one recognizes you?
That's nonsense. Now I know.
The tomb of the dead is full of weeds. Chung-Myung never intended to follow in the footsteps of the past.
"…Cold and harsh. The people who call it the old file room."
"And it's intense. But they look funny. Don't swear. There's something wrong with the priorities. Even though they're old file rooms, they're not clingy, but they're clingy, so they became old file rooms, and they're five generations.”
Baek Cheon nodded heavily to see if he felt anything about it.
"……But you told me to watch carefully, and I can't watch what's going on in there.”
"Come on, you can't tell me. There's a way."
"Here he comes."
Chung-Myung chins towards the side.
Some ships appeared on the other side of the scattered water lines.
"……What is that?"
Baek Cheon opened his eyes wide.
"Our ship? That one?"
"Yes, I told you to bring the extra boat just in case. I thought I wouldn't be able to use it because I left a little late, but thanks to all the stupid people who dragged me away fighting, I can use it."
Chung-Myung grinned triumphantly.
"Let's go. Let's see with our eyes whether they're in a place of treasure or in a tiger's mouth."
"…I can't let you down, really."
Baek Cheon shook his head and saw ships entering the valley. The expression hardened slowly.
Strangely enough, in his eyes, this scene seemed so ominous...….
"Hey! Get the extra drink there!"
It was just an illusion.